[RosslynRouge]

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[Wileyfangs]

Username: Wileyfangs
Link to Warren: Freydeli Warren
Rabbit Level: Basic
Rabbit Stats: 5
Survival: 0
Stamina: 3
Strength: 0
Knowledge: 2
Rabbits name: Plox
Rabbits Gender: Buck

Not the most athletic or fastest buck in the warren by a long shot, Plox prefers to laze about under the sun, often times daydreaming the world away. So how in Frith's name he even got the scar is a mystery to the entire warren given his "live and let live" attitude and reluctance to do anything that pulls him from his sunbathing spot by the burrow. But he doesn't mind telling the story if you really want to know.

Back before he was Plox, our down-to-earth and lazy rabbit, he was Tamboli. One of the swiftest troublemakers across the great plains. He bamboozled humans and elil alike with his speed and tricks, often pretending to be ill or asleep. And the first time he'd done so he gained his scar was on the Hrududu path when he was just about to be eaten by a Sand Homba on the prowl. He'd been struck tharn by the beast and in his terror had not expected for the Hrududu to rumble underpaw. The sand homba had pounced, a claw to his cheek but was struck down as a Hrududu roared and carried it off to a horrifying demise while he lay flat on his belly, panting and scared. But he never forgot.

Because of that Tamboli grew to see another day and in time he grew to be tricky and learned that by playing sleep or dead, he could outwit the Elil on the land who expected him to run. But by the time they reached him, he'd sprint away to safety while they were tuckered out. In his later seasons, he'd grow tired of such games and changed his name to Plox, now eager to rest after many seasons of swift thinking.

[Ladyskittels]

Username: Ladyskittels
Link to Warren: Deerbarrow Warren
Rabbit Level: Basic
Rabbit Stats: basic starts with 5
Survival: 1
Stamina: 2
Strength: 1
Knowledge: 1
Rabbits name: Ouli
Rabbits Gender: Buck

How they got their scar; Ouli had always been different than the other rabbits in his birth den. Born in captivity, he had a passion for adventure and often dreamed of the day he would get the chance to taste a bit of freedom for himself. That day came on a blustery winter's eve. The two-legs were shouting from their den, he could hear it from the hutch where he lie awake, sleep not coming to him. It was too cold and he was too restless to sleep.

The male two-leg came out of their den, anger written across his ugly face. Ouli could tell this meant trouble. The male two-leg was heading directly toward the rabbit hutch where he and his family were kept. There was something in his hand. Whatever it was made adrenaline pump wildly through his veins, his instincts telling his legs to bolt but he resisted. The male two-leg opened the door to the hutch and grabbed Ouli by the ears, whatever was in his hand pressed against his cheek. Ouli could feel the anger radiating off of him and the rabbit struggled in his grip, scratching and biting the two-leg as hard as he could. The noise woke his family who fled the hutch and disappeared into the winter's night. Meanwhile, Ouli had managed to injure the two-leg enough for him to drop the young buck.

Ouli fled after his family, feeling a stinging sensation in his cheek. The two-leg was chasing after him, the buck could hear the clumsy footfalls behind him. Not wanting to lead the angered two-leg to his family, he zig-zagged across the grounds of their camp and bolted toward a fence at the back of the property that led to the large cow paddock. I can lose him if I can make it there, the buck thought, zooming toward it with full gusto. The rabbit, having adrenaline and youth on his side, managed to make it to the fence and slid under it with relatively little difficulty. Although he didn't know it at the time, his ear got nicked on the fence that night, giving him the appearance he has today. The cut healed although it left a scar. Both are reminders to him of how he had saved his family. They are bittersweet memories, knowing they probably blame him for what had happened and if he had been happy with their situation it wouldn't have happened.

Now, when someone asks Ouli what happened, he simply says that he got in a fight and won. In a way, that's true. He did get in a fight with a two-leg and live to tell the tale. He refuses to tell the full story to anyone, not wanting to open up old wounds.

[RosslynRouge]

Am I allowed to reserve a spot until after my level ups are taken into account from the archive thread? If not, then someone else can have this spot

Yes, of course, unless someone else enters before then.

[RosslynRouge]

Username: mellifluous
Link to Warren: norhill aelborough
Rabbit Level: basic
Rabbit Stats: basic starts with 5
spSurvival: 1
spStamina: 1
spStrength: 2
spKnowledge: 1
Rabbits name: fawn
Rabbits Gender: buck

Prompt: fawn knows very well where the scar comes from. he thinks about it every night and how it haunts him so. to tell the story of the scar, one must understand a small bit of fawn's history. fawn came from a small warren sat near a hairless farm, although the troop never recalled seeing a hairless leave the farm one day it did. now, fawn was an exuberant and young member of his warren's owsla and he had taken a doe for his mate not long after entering the owsla. the doe eventually fell pregnant and welcomed a single healthy kit into their lives, its siblings all dying within a month of their birth. everything went well and amazing for the small family and their warren until one fateful day. a hairless and an elil came to the warren's front door. the footsteps of the hairless causing tremors within the warren both physically and emotionally. the rah of the warren forced the does and kits out the back end of the warren while the owsla took on the front should the elil attempt to push through for the hairless. the plan, however, was fatal. the elil had gotten to the back of the warren and killed all of the does and kits. upon hearing their screams and calls fawn had rushed to save his mate and kit. on his arrival he found the entirety of the does gone. the cat was able to scratch his face and take a knick out of his ear but was unable to finish him off as rabbits raced out of the borough after him, claiming the hairless's hand was grabbing them right out of the borough. the warren scattered after the montrosity, and all fawn can think of now is seeing his mate's lifeless body sat upon his kit. the day is forever embedded in the buck's mind and upon reaching nettle-rah in norhill aelborough he asked her to not elect her as part of her owsla, still scarred from seeing his past warren being ripped to shreds and him not being able to save them. that my friends, is the story of the marks that scar fawn of norhill aelborough. [ 367 words ]

Congratulation! I enjoyed how you set the the story up, and made his loss even worse than just gaining some scars. Fawn is yours!


I'd also like to give out Runner-Ups to cute but psycho and Wileyfangs. Your rabbits will be done soon.


This was a hard one to judge, thanks to everyone for your effort!